Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 166
Both Fan Chengfeng and Zhang Xianqu couldn't tolerate the various behaviors of the man with glasses.

If you don't fight back, it will only make the man in glasses even more rampant.

"By the way, by the way, ask Tang Yueqi to send someone to monitor the man with glasses."

"He suffered a loss in front of the store today, and he probably will think of another way to disgust us after he goes back."

The business in the store was pretty good, Fan Chengfeng didn't deliberately intervene, but chose to check the forum while drinking tea on the sofa with his mobile phone.Last time he posted a post on many forums, because it was a reward post, so the replies from netizens were also very positive.

However, these replies are all about extinct animals.Even if Fan Chengfeng had a chance to get these things, he would not dare to mess around.

"Ugh,"

Fan Chengfeng sighed weakly, the task of finding business opportunities is heavy and there is a long way to go.

Although I couldn't find the answer I wanted, I still had to recharge the netizens who replied.

"Perhaps, this way is not feasible."

"Extinction may mean that it is useless."

Having nothing to do, Fan Chengfeng simply looked at the forum.

The forum he entered was originally a gathering place for antique lovers. They talked about antiques, and some talked about where he found good things recently. Naturally, knowledge of antiques is also indispensable.

Fan Chengfeng wandered around here for a long time, and when he was about to quit, he saw a post.

Buy 100-year-old wild ginseng at a high price!
Fan Chengfeng immediately became interested, clicked in and took a look. The host said earnestly that he was looking for a century-old wild ginseng. As long as the year is pure, no matter how much it costs, he can discuss it.

"That's kind of interesting,"

Fan Chengfeng touched his chin, paid attention to the contact information given by the host, and then quit the forum.

Real hundred-year-old wild ginseng is extremely rare now.

Although the old mountain ginseng of this year does not have the anti-natural effect of bringing the dead back to life, it can forcibly extend life at the most critical moment.

Fan Chengfeng was able to get it, but the drift bottle was temporarily closed, unable to recover.

Since the other party was looking for this kind of old wild ginseng urgently, they must be racing against time, and 48 hours may not be able to afford it.

"I just missed an opportunity to make a fortune,"

Fan Chengfeng hid his face helplessly, this one was more helpless.

I exited my phone and looked at the novel again, and there was a hint in the background that there was an income of more than 1000 yuan.

Here, it's all the income after tipping.

The calls for an update in the comment area became more and more intense. Fan Chengfeng found a beautiful editor again. It was still a question, whether there was any hope for an adaptation.

The beauty editor's reply is that the number of words is still a bit small at present, and I will look at it after a while.

For such a result, Fan Chengfeng was not in a hurry. The old affairs in Dongdu were just an attempt, and he had a lot of time to wait.

"Boss, how do you sell this item?"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man in a suit pointed to the porcelain vase beside Fan Chengfeng and asked.

It was a very rough porcelain bottle, as if it was fabricated by a beginner, but the middle-aged man looked very determined.

Fan Chengfeng looked at the middle-aged man, and said in astonishment, "It's just a vase,"

The middle-aged man chuckled, "Since you are called sharp-eyed, you are testing the eyesight of shoppers. Do you want me to tell you the origin and year of this vase?"

"Haha, there's no need for that. If uncle insists on buying it, just take it to the counter and pay."

Fan Chengfeng took out the flowers inside, turned around and went back upstairs, and when he came down, there was another vase.

However, this vase is much brighter than the previous porcelain vase, and there is a very large watershed between the two.

The middle-aged man looked at this vase for a long time, and finally he could only helplessly admit, "Forgive me for my blindness, although this vase has the shadow of Tang and Song Dynasties, but it seems to be a little different. When did this vase come from?"

Fan Chengfeng shook his head and smiled, "Since you can't see the calendar, then treat it as a fake."

The middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Little brother, you are quite funny."

None of the shopkeepers I met before, like Fan Chengfeng, always brag about their products, for fear that others will not know the goods.

"I think that antiques are just like people, they all depend on fate."

Fan Chengfeng's novel explanation made the middle-aged man laugh even more, "If you have no goods, don't sell them, if you don't have a chance, don't sell them. You are so interesting, little brother."

Fan Chengfeng shrugged, "Actually, I was just talking nonsense."

How did Fan Chengfeng explain the origin of this vase clearly?

If he really wanted to say it, the middle-aged man would probably call the mental hospital on the spot.

"Plenty of personality,"

Middle-aged man giving thumbs up.

"By the way, uncle, I have the goods right there. You can buy them when you see them. I don't give any reference. If you leave this store, you will not be responsible."

The middle-aged man nodded, "Don't worry, I have paid a lot of tuition fees these years, and I think I have developed my eyesight."

"Besides, even if I pay the tuition here with you, it's my own willingness."

Fan Chengfeng smiled, "Would you like to sit down and have a cup of tea? There is no good tea, just camellia harvested from nearby mountain people."

"That's a good feeling,"

The middle-aged man didn't pretend, he just sat on the sofa together, touched the armrest of the chair, and said with some emotion: "To be honest, it's impossible to put this high-quality golden nanmu furniture in front of the public." , you are definitely the first one."

The middle-aged man's mood at this time can only be expressed in one sentence, I won't help the old lady cross the road, so I will obey you.

"The place is too small, so it can only be placed randomly."

Afterwards, Fan Chengfeng immediately added, "By the way, there is a rule in the store that each customer can only buy one antique at a time."

This uncle's eyes are very poisonous. Of course, the matter of paying tuition fees with the big eyes of antiques is so light, Fan Chengfeng is really worried that he will take aim at his own set of furniture all of a sudden.

At the beginning, Cai Wu had only prepared two sets in total, which were used to show the strength of the store invisibly. If this uncle took aim at it, he would probably die.

"Well, a gentleman doesn't take what others like. Since the little brother has moved out the shop rules, I won't force it."

Fan Chengfeng let out a long sigh of relief.

"Long live understanding,"

Fan Chengfeng said quickly, and exaggeratedly wiped away the non-existent sweat on his forehead.

"It's not that exaggerated, is it?"

The middle-aged man smiled happily, and his impression of Fan Chengfeng rose several levels again.

"If you bought all the treasures in my shop at once, how could my shop be worthy of the plaque hanging at the door."

(End of this chapter)